𝐍𝐄𝐅𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 | daryl dixon

- 𝟐𝟎

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     CARL WAS finally up on his feet. lori had taken him out to do some work around the farm for the greene family and feed the livestock so more produce would be created. daryl was still recovering, he had decided to move back into his tent, and rosaline didn't fail to visit him sometimes.

     sometimes the man seemed off with her, and other times he seemed to appreciate her presence. the girl knew that he could be having some off days because of his injury.

     his frustration was clear because usually, he was doing something around camp. if it wasn't polishing his arrows for his crossbow, then he was out looking for sophia. not wasting any time.

     at the time, rosaline was sat chatting to t-dog and dale whilst she fed played tug-of-war with one of the toys that were given to them. it would help train his strength so he wouldn't grow weaker against the walkers.

     she couldn't let anything catch them off guard.

     fortunately, she had heard from shane that shooting practice was starting today. rosaline was itching to get her hands on the bow that daryl had taught her to use a few days ago.

     if not, she was going to have some shooting practice with a gun. it worked both ways; there was no complaining from her.

     her thoughts were interrupted as glenn came over with a basket. he offered them some peaches.

     t-dog decided to chat to him, "what's up?"

     glenn looked stressed out, "what? nothing. nothing's up." and with that, he hurried away from them. suspicious.

     rosaline glanced at the two men, trying to figure out whether she should point out his strange behavior or not. maybe he was just disorientated? she wouldn't know. however, it seemed that dale and t-dog didn't fail to notice either, as they shared a confused glance with each other.

    rhaegar decided that the time was appropriate and trotted over to daryl's tent deciding to keep him company. andrea had just been coming out of his tent.

     the two nodded to each other as a greeting. rosaline peeked into the marksman's tent, "hey." she said whilst rhaegar laid down next to daryl offering his stomach for him to scratch. rhaegar loved his pets from daryl, undeniably, "what'd andrea say?"

     "she gave me a book. no pictures or nothin'. she also apologized." daryl said offering the girl a look at his new 'gift'. she took it from him and studied the cover, a smile sneaking it's way onto her lips.

     "the case of the missing man. ironic." she looked up, smirking at him. daryl waved her off, though she didn't miss the slightest hint of a smile working its way onto his face, "what, you can't read without pictures?"